The Life of an Insect: being a history of the changes of insects from the egg to the perfect being.
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The Life of an Insect: being a history of the changes of insects from the egg to the perfect being.
Insects
first time make use of them by flying to some adjoining twig.
[Illustration: _Blood-worms, natural size and magnified._]
But we need not in many cases leave our homes to see an escape from the
pupa in every respect as singular as the last, and in many, precisely
identical. Before the writer's study-window was an artificial fountain,
in which, as the water was not constantly allowed to play, aquatic
insects of various kinds had permission to establish themselves. Nor
were they long in availing themselves of this liberty. A week or two of
genial summer weather was sufficient to people the water with various
inhabitants among them was a little creature which will be recognised
by every reader when we mention its title--"the blood-worm." It is
in reality not a worm at all, although resembling worm in shape, and
in its serpent-like movements. This little creature was for a time
particularly active; and in a tumbler of water taken from the fountain
might be seen perhaps a dozen of them twisting about in a very singular
manner. By-and-by a change came over them, and it turned out that the
worm-like creatures had become pupæ of a blackish colour, thus at once
deciding their insect character. They belong, in fact, to the insect
called the _Chironomus plumosus_. These black pupæ were scarcely less
active than the red blood-worms, or larvæ of the same insect. They
flapped about their tails with great vehemence, and thus, although
their bodies naturally sink in the water, they were able to swim from
the bottom to the surface, or from side to side. Observing that they
had finished their appointed period in the pupa form, we became anxious
to watch their change into the perfect insect. Neglecting, however, to
notice them at the proper period,--the afternoon of a warm sunny day,
we were astonished the next morning to find a surprising number of pupa
skins lying empty of their tenants on the surface, as though some of
the water fairies enumerated in fable had been dancing on the waves all
night, and left their little black shoes behind them in their haste to
flee from the light of the smiling morning. We determined to be better
prepared for the observation on that day; and as the afternoon came we
had the gratification of seeing a large number of these insects rise
from the water, all in the following[Q] manner:--They rose up from
the bottom and reached the surface by the peculiar movement of their
tails just described; there the thorax was thrust above the water,
and immediately the insect burst its cerements, elevated itself by a
wave-like motion from the rest of the pupa-case, which filled with air,
and now glistened like silver; it then planted its forelegs on the
water, withdrew the rest of its body from the case, unfolded its wings,
and in a few moments was sailing in the thin air. On one stormy day the
surface of our fountain was bestrewn with the dead and dying bodies of
these insects drowned in the waves.
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